Water & Wanderlust

Mm, seems like everyone is calling now I need a minute alone
Mm, take a handle operator 'cause I locked all your shit out the door
And you still got me still
All the night and never ending my dreams have all been fading so long
I'm on time, it's evident, it's second glances, evading questions and playing the smoke
That's how it goes
Na-na
That's how it goes

A bill in the mail, a call from the mall
The telephone wires don't reach that far anymore
What are we made of, but water and wanderlust?
After all, you're the one who made me feel present
I'm sad of missing somewhere else in the world
What are we made of, but water and wanderlust?
After all, ooh
After all

There is a tendency in our society
To be wedded to the new, to be wedded to the excitement of novelty
Which I think we've got-
A bad tendency, to measure every artist by his last exhibition
He had five previous shows, which were very good, doesn't seem to matter
It gets forgotten too quickly
This kind of pressure is very dangerous